It’s been a tough road. A series of personal trials that began in 2017 — the acceptance and not so much the realization (as this was known to me) that i have been morbidly obese for 3 decades and I needed to do something about it, the 2nd an end to a 10 year marriage (my second), 3rd, becoming a single mom at the time and stepping down from my dreams to maintain a healthy relationship with the past for my Son. This became my stepping stone, creating a step at a time. Turing my life around for his wellbeing.
After several trials on and off social media in I have finally found the what I would like to put out there for the world and Oman.
3 weeks ago I published an Instagram post that I was reinventing it, unfortunately I started to vomit pink and black. I glad to announce that this has evolved in the last few weeks.
As we age, you also learn that the “0” to “4” at the end of our age is fantastic, and once we hit the “5,” like 45, (we) at least i did- round up. We are essentially 50 and everyone knows it 😉😘 I believe the this second half of the 90- decades goes faster. Has it been proven (not sure) but with the way life is probably!! Personally I can tell that I am in the late half of the decade because people say, “Wow, you look good… for your age,” when i tell them my age. This by the way is the contortionist (look it up in the dictionary if you dont know the meaning) version of a compliment. You see we take it, coz it is as good as it gets.🤷🏻♀️ By starting my 45th chapter I have decided not to pretend to like all the people I know (they know who they are or will soon find out). I am grateful to know of all the conversations I dont have to make anymore have to make with idiots who think they are smarter than me. 🤭 Oops did I say that, yes I did – And here’s a curveball attitude that I come with now “live with it”🤪 I know no one is impressed or thinks my turning 45 is a big deal but I felt like making it a big deal, and enjoy my life behind the scenes and with the world. 🥰🖤
So in lieu of celebrating this year, I thought I’d share my list of the first 10 of the 45 things I’ve learned in 45 years on this planet. These are the kind of things I wish I could have told my younger, twenty-something self when I was anxious about life in general. But my biggest hope is that maybe one or two of these things will help you, no matter what age you are, or where you are in your life. That said, I am grateful for the path my life has taken and what I have learned along the way.
My last day of being 44 🥰❤
Mom to the most amazing boy 🥰❤ my life NK ❤ Wife to the Fab. Mr. AS ❤ @k9.educator
Thank you for making it to the bottom if my list. And hope you enjoyed it. I wonder if I will make a big deal of 46 😉🤣 on social media
“Oman the masterpiece created by Qaboos to be completed by our Sultan Haitham binTariq”
This is how he built Oman.
We stand today having lost a man who built solid foundations, not just in buildings but he built Us as men and women to stand strong.
We Oman are not a nation that will sink and be swallowed in a world of illusion, we have the strength of our father “Qaboos” his leadership created the most iconic asset that has been globally recognised.
What is “Qaboos’s” legacy, the asset he left behind it is us “Omanis” a unity, a rare form of humanity, that has stunned the world.
For a man who loved art we are his greatest masterpiece, his legacy. Oman is
“The most beautiful art created by Qaboos” beauty with an address, put together with unconditional love to last for eternity.
I have read many statements saying “and his story ends here”. Yes we lost a man that was created as a rarity, with wisdom that has not been seen or heard of in the last few centuries. A man who was the heart and soul in his life time and now as he left us – of Oman.
He loves (as he lives in all) us so much, that he chose someone who loves his nation and country as much as he did, giving us HM Haitham bin Tariq bin Taimur to continue to love us and Oman unconditionally.
I believe the legacy of “Qaboos” has just started you see the story has just begun.
“we are his story”. Oman is and always will be timeless, a nation and a country that has been spoken of from the days of the Prophet, blessed always.
I died a 1000 times on the morning of the 11th. (11.01.20) as I read the news… I could not stop crying, the thought of writing about him having left us was and is making me sick. But as we sat in the rain, I wiped my tears away and decided that what better time to give tribute to a man that we have been privileged to call our Father, and Founder, to be a child of “Qaboos”.
As my hands trembled, my eyes could not stop crying, my heart was aching in sadness as did the doors of heaven too. God took back the angel – our Father “Qaboos”, whom he sent to us.
A Father of our Nation, and by default to the world. opening the doors of heavens, where even his Angels cried at our loss.
But it was decided that it was time God saw him getting tired and a cure was not to be, so he put his arms around him embracing him with love and affection and said “Come with me, and rest my child”, and with a blink of an eye our Father was taken.
Making this the saddest day in the history of Oman, the people and the world.
I have not – like everyone around me been able to hold back my tears, I am part of his legacy like everyone else in Oman.
I believe this, that his spirit will live on. You see this bond we all have with him, will never be broken, it was made with pure unconditional love, he “Qaboos” lives in all of us.
إن القلب ليحزن وإن العين لتدمع ولا نقول الا ما يرضي ربنا ، لاحول ولاقوة الا بالله العلي العظيم وانا لله وانا اليه راجعون اللهم ارحم سلطاننا بواسع رحمتك وأغفر له ، اللهم واسكنه في اعلى جناتك اللهم أخلفنا من بعده من يلتزم نهجه رحمكك الله يا مولاي “جلالة السلطان قابوس بن سعيد” آمين يارب العالمين 🇴🇲🤲